I'd sure change my location." "Why wouldn't it be just as well if I told the police of his threat ?" asked Aldous, looking across the river with a glimmer of humour in his eyes.
"Oh, hell!" was the packer's rejoinder.
Slowly he unwound his long legs and rose to his feet.
"Take my advice--move!" he said.

"As for me, I'm going to cross that cussed river this afternoon or know the reason why." He stalked away in the direction of his outfit, chewing viciously at his quid.

For a few moments Aldous stood undecided.

He would liked to have joined the half-dozen men he saw lounging restfully a distance beyond the grazing ponies.

But Stevens had made him acutely aware of a new danger.